"Oh...I know." Hearing this, Dudu was stunned for a moment, and then showed a look of realization.

That little appearance looked very cute, and even Yang Chen couldn't help but laugh.

Li Hui, on the other hand, didn't know why. She looked at Dudu in front of her in confusion and asked, "What do you know?"

Dudu stood up on tiptoes and came close to Li Hui's ear, muttering something unknown. Li Hui's fair cheeks turned red instantly.

Then, Dudu showed an innocent look of a child and said with a smile: "My sister told me the same thing at the time. She also asked me to help her keep a secret from her parents. My eldest sister's is also a secret. Dudu

Du won’t tell anyone.”

"What secret?" Yang Chen looked at Dudu, not understanding what the little guy said that made Li Hui react so much.

"That's it." Dudu was about to say something, but Li Hui reached out and covered his mouth.

Li Hui blushed and glared at Dudu: "Don't talk nonsense. It's a secret. Why did Dudu forget it so quickly?"

Then, under the threat of a big stick and sweet dates from Li Hui, Dudu nodded and promised not to tell, and then Li Hui let him go.

"Dudu, come here quickly." At this time, Dudu's mother's voice came over.

After Dudu heard it, he trotted over quickly.

Facing Yang Chen's weird expression, Li Hui looked at the street with a somewhat evasive look, not daring to look at him.

"Sister, your beef noodles." Dudu's little hands were holding a wooden plate. There was a bowl of beef noodles on the wooden plate. It was hot and looked very tempting.

After putting down Li Hui's beef noodles, Dudu trotted to his mother and soon brought another bowl of the same beef noodles.

Yang Chen looked at his hand holding the plate, which was steady and strong, not shaking at all, and he understood that the little guy must have done this kind of thing before.

"Brother, your beef noodle." After saying that, he put down his things, and Dudu was about to turn around and go back to help his mother.

The sharp-eyed Yang Chen quickly grabbed his arm, took out a large golden cow from somewhere and stuffed it into the pocket of Dudu's clothes.

Yang Chen pinched his little face and said: "Dudu, this is a tip from big brother. You can read it when you get home. Do you understand?"

"Yeah," the little guy heard the tip and didn't see how much it was. He nodded happily and said, "Thank you, brother."

After the little guy left, Li Huicai couldn't help but pouted and said, "You are so generous."

Yang Chen smiled when he heard this and didn't answer. It wasn't because he was pretending to be generous, but because he really didn't have any change on him.

He came here to pay Aunt Li's medical expenses, which cost hundreds of thousands. Apart from big bills, there was no way he could carry so much change with him.

Moreover, Yang Chen was used to cashless payments in his previous life in China.

With a machine in hand, I have the world.

Now that he has come to Xiangjiang, he has to carry a wallet with him every day, which really makes him feel inconvenient.

Fortunately, Chen Aiguo and the others paid the small bills on weekdays. Yang Chen only needed to put some big bills on him for emergencies, but he didn't have to bulge his pockets to attract attention.

Seeing Yang Chen lowering his head to eat without refuting his words, Li Hui felt a little embarrassed because she suddenly remembered that when she came, she deliberately said something to ask Dudu to ask Yang Chen for a tip.

Dudu didn't intend to ask for it just now, but Yang Chen gave it to him. It was obvious that the other party listened to his words, so this made Li Hui feel a little embarrassed.

The two of them ate quietly like this. Sometimes when the other person lowered his head to eat, he would secretly look at each other from time to time.

Different from what Li Hui thought, Yang Chen was thinking about when he would build a hospital so that he could enter the pharmaceutical industry.

When I think about the cost of medical treatment for ordinary people in the country in the previous life, it became more and more horrifying year by year, so that ordinary people did not dare to get sick, and they did not dare to go to large hospitals for medical treatment.

If you have a minor cold or fever, you will either get an injection or an infusion. Even if you go to a small outpatient clinic, you can still be prescribed medicine worth dozens or hundreds of dollars.

Recalling that when he was a child, just half a pill of antipyretic medicine, without the need for injections or infusions, would make him active again the next day, Yang Chen couldn't help but complain.

He didn't understand why something that could be solved with just half an antipyretic pill required injections and infusions, and a lot of pills.

Even if antipyretics have side effects and are harmful, don’t other drugs have side effects and are not harmful?

At the end of the day, it is ultimately a matter of profit.

This is directly related to the later popularity of Western medicine in China.

Yang Chen was particularly nostalgic for the only traditional Chinese medicine store in the village when he was a child. It was a medicine store with layers of small grids and the whole room was filled with the aroma of medicine.

Compared with the scent of medicine, the large hospitals of later generations were filled with disinfectant water, which made people feel uncomfortable just by smelling it.

Taking advantage of the fact that Western medicine has not yet become popular in the country, we have aggressively entered the domestic traditional Chinese medicine industry, supported domestic traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, and built a domestic traditional Chinese medicine industry chain.

Some surgical operations are handled by Western medicine, while traditional Chinese medicine is responsible for minor illnesses and injuries such as minor colds, as well as physical conditioning.

Especially the patent registration of traditional Chinese medicine prescriptions.

In Yang Chen's previous life, he read a report about a kid who had been secretly registering patents for Chinese medicine prescriptions in China, registering domestic medicine prescriptions abroad on a large scale, and finally came up with a Kampo medicine thing.

"Treatise on Febrile Diseases and Miscellaneous Diseases" and "Golden Chamber Synopsis" are things that all Chinese doctors of traditional Chinese medicine have in their hands, but they have become someone else's. Their shameless face is simply outrageous.

According to statistics in later generations, the Kampo medicines exported by rb accounted for more than 90% of the world's total. Why did domestic traditional Chinese medicine decline in later generations? rb was indispensable as the driving force behind it.

In addition, there is also the fact that Chinese people do not pay much attention to things like patents. It was not until the 21st century that the domestic economy developed and fully integrated with the world that these things began to be taken seriously little by little.

At this time, Chinese people are conservative in their thinking, and many people are unwilling to take out good things. This kind of thinking can be found everywhere.

For this reason, Yang Chen only thought of two words, and that was profit.

In the 1980s, the country was impoverished. As long as people saw that there was profit in it, especially the domestic government, as long as Yang Chen could let the government see that Chinese medicine practitioners could go abroad and earn a lot of foreign exchange, he didn't believe that any officials could still sit there.

From ancient times to the present, in the land of China, everything must give way to power. As long as the government pays attention, a small wasp can become a big dark horse in an instant.

Even if the bodies given by white people are different from those of Chinese people, then we should only focus on yellow people, right?

There are so many Chinese countries in Asia. Aren't the interests there enough to allow domestic Chinese medicine to develop and form healthy competition with Western medicine?

As for the idea that Chinese people only pursue the good and the expensive, it is even more nonsense.
Chapter completed!